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Family That Plays Together (family, inc, bi)
by Anonymous - 1994
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The following story contains scenes of homo- and heterosexual
incest involving young children. (The first part has none of this,
because it only sets the scene for the rest.) If any of this
displeases you, you have been warned, so you can avoid it.
(Anonymous)
PART 1.
Joe and Betty Williams had a "normal" family, to all intents and
purposes. There were the usual occasional arguments over petty
things, which quickly got forgotten, but theirs was a loving
family, mostly doing the normal things that families in the suburbs
do.
Joe was an engineer, with a job in another suburb, a short distance
away. Betty was a part-time receptionist, part-time so she could do
some of the housewifely things like making breakfasts and dinners
and so keep close to their children, and yet make a little money so
they could afford that suburban house they had.
Joe and Betty had been married almost 20 years, and had three
children, Mark, Sharon, and Timmy. Mark was 17, getting ready to go
to college; Sharon was 12, beginning to look more like a woman than
a little girl; and Timmy, the nine-year-old, was still the cute
kid, curious about the world but rather passive.
Yes, this was a normal, almost dull, family. None of the kids ever
got into serious trouble at school - sometimes one of them failed
to do some homework and was criticized for that, but none was a
part of the "bad crowd" that you sometimes hear about. Joe and
Betty didn't worry about their marriage - they loved each other,
and while sometimes they'd see these articles with titles like "Put
Some Spice into Your Marriage," neither of them ever thought to try
any of the things in there.
But this year their lives were going to change. None of them were
going to be the same after the events of this year - not Joe and
Betty, not Mark, nor Sharon, nor even young Timmy. The family would
soon be held together by some secrets that none of them dared
spread outside the family circle, and yet all of them knew that,
though outsiders would never understand, they were still a happy
family, in fact happier in some sense, for all these things.
PART 2.
One day, after Timmy and Mark came home from school and went to
their rooms, (Sharon had a friend she was visiting, Joe was still
at work, and Betty was out shopping) Timmy suddenly remembered that
he'd lent Mark a pen, and went to Mark's room to get it back.
Although Mark had told Timmy to knock before breezing into his
brother's room, Timmy was so intent on getting his pen back that he
forgot. He saw Mark lying on the bed, with his pants and under-
pants down to his ankles, pumping hard on himself. Mark jumped when
Timmy opened the door and started to pull the covers over his half-
naked body, and Timmy asked Mark, "What are you doing?"
Mark answered, "Little boys like you shouldn't see this stuff!"
Timmy responded, "If it's so much a secret, I really want to know.
Tell me, or I'll ask Dad about what you're doing!"
Mark said, "No, don't do that. OK, I'll tell you. One of my
friends, Ritchie, showed me this neat thing a couple of years ago.
If you do it right, it feels so good, I've been doing it every day
since then. But I don't think little kids like you can get it to do
much. But please, don't tell on me!"
Timmy said, "If it feels so good, show me how!" Mark protested that
it probably wouldn't work for Timmy, but between Timmy's pleading
and threatening, Mark finally gave Timmy a demonstration. When he
climaxed, Mark's whole body shook, and Timmy saw this white stuff
come out in a big squirt that he'd never seen before. Mark
explained that he'd heard in biology class in school that when this
stuff got into a woman, that was how babies were made, and he'd
heard that one of his classmates had gotten a girl pregnant by
squirting it inside her, so he didn't ever want to try that trick,
but he heard that a lot of boys and girls get so much fun doing it
that way that they don't do it alone the way Mark did, but Mark had
never tried anything than using his hands that way.
Timmy said, "I want to try that! If it feels so good when you do
it, I want to do the same thing!" Mark said it probably wouldn't be
as good, but if Timmy wanted to try, he should pull down his pants
and underpants and lie down on the bed next to Mark. Timmy
complied, and Mark played with Timmy's organ a while. Mark never
thought Timmy would enjoy it as much, but Timmy's shaft got stiff
quickly, and Mark himself got pleasure just handling Timmy's
hairless organ. Timmy, of course, couldn't really ejaculate, but he
had such a good feeling that he told Mark "Gee! Now I can see why
you do that every day!"
Mark was surprised. He knew that for him, the best feel came right
at the end when he squirted all that white stuff out, but Timmy
never did that and he still liked it. Mark said to Timmy, "Well,
you can do it to yourself, like what I was doing, but you know, I
liked doing it to you. If you keep it as our big secret, we can do
it to each other together. But nobody else can find out -- they
might stop us. Ritchie told me his Dad caught him one day and
really punished him."
Timmy replied, "Sure -- our big secret. I don't want anybody to
give us trouble, and I don't see why Ritchie's Dad was so upset,
but I can keep a secret, especially when I know that telling it
might make ME have to stop!"
Timmy had forgotten all about the pen. That night, Timmy did it all
by himself the first time. But whenever Mark and Timmy were alone
and they had enough time together before someone was due home, they
now had a secret session giving each other pleasure. Two brothers
were never so close as Mark and Timmy had become on their secret.
PART 3.
Timmy was very careful never to talk about the pleasure sessions he
had with his brother Mark. After all, he remembered Mark's warning:
"Nobody else can find out -- they might stop us. Ritchie told me
his Dad caught him one day and really punished him." So one night
he was very badly shaken. He was in bed beating off when his Dad
came in. Timmy has not been feeling too well that day and Joe was
just in there to check on him.
He actually came in the room and stayed there a few seconds to let
his eyes adjust to the darkness, while Timmy was so oblivious to
what was happening around him (He was getting so much pleasure from
his own hand!) that he didn't see Joe come in. Since it was a cool
night, he was doing it under the covers, so all Joe saw was the up
and down movement of the cover, but Joe could figure out what was
going on.
After all, before he'd married Betty, he'd spent a lot of time
doing the same thing. But Joe was faced with a problem. If he said
anything then, Timmy might be so badly shocked that who knows what
would happen. And as soon as Timmy was finished, he'd soon realize
Joe was in the room. While Joe was trying to figure out what to do,
Timmy suddenly spotted his Dad in the room and stopped abruptly,
trying to make it look like he hadn't been doing what he had. He
remembered Mark's story about Ritchie's Dad.
But Joe wasn't like Ritchie's Dad. He told Timmy, "Well, you are
obviously feeling better, In fact, you look like you've been having
some fun there. You don't need to stop on my account."
"I don't?"
"No, I know all boys do it. I certainly did it myself when I was
younger!" Timmy sighed a sigh of relief. But the mood was broken --
he found it hard to get back to it, and quit.
Joe was a bit disturbed, but not because Timmy was doing what every
boy of a certain age range does. He was disturbed because he'd
developed a fabulous erection just looking at Timmy and thinking
about what had been going on under the covers. But Joe wasn't gay -
- he had certainly been able to make a family with three children,
including the blond angelic nine-year-old in that bed in front of
him. And he certainly wasn't a child molester -- he wanted no part
of anything that did harm to this kid, his son, that he loved so
much.
Yet it could not be denied that he had an erection from watching
his son play with himself, even without seeing the action itself.
All he could do was say to Timmy, "You don't have to be afraid of
me," and leave the room. Then he went into the bathroom and did
something he hadn't done in many years, while he'd thought Betty
was all he needed. But it wasn't Betty, or any other woman, that he
was thinking about. It was Timmy.
PART 4.
That night, Betty was for some reason particularly eager for sex.
Joe tried
to oblige her, but after having just jacked off thinking about
Timmy, he was
not able to carry it off. Betty was concerned, and said to Joe,
"Are you feeling OK?"
"Yes; I'm just not in the mood."
"But you're never 'not in the mood'! Is there something I should
know about?"
"N-n-n-o, honey."
"You hesitated a long time there. Is there something going on?"
"What are you driving at?"
"Well, Alice next door told me she found out that Hank was fooling
around with another woman. She confronted him today, and he
admitted it and they may be getting a divorce. I was so happy I had
a 'good' husband, but now I wonder..."
"Betty, there IS no 'other woman'!" He was being totally honest --
Timmy certainly was no woman! But this -- homosexuality, and
homosexual incest even -- was worse, wasn't it? Joe's mind was
turning over and over.
Little did he know that "incest" -- not homosexual, though -- was
on Betty's mind too. She'd been watching Mark work out that
afternoon, and seeing him with those big muscles wearing only a
pair of gym shorts had really turned her on. It was while trying to
forget what Mark was inadvertently doing to her down below that
she'd gotten so hot -- she really couldn't be feeling those
feelings for her own son, could she? But she was trying to transfer
those thoughts to Joe and that was why she was so frustrated. She
went off to sleep....
Betty was doing a strip tease in front of Mark. First she wiggled
slowly, sensuously, out of her bright red slacks, then she
unbuttoned her blouse, pausing after each button was undone, to
give off a seductive wiggle. When all the buttons were undone, she
slowly took off first one sleeve, slipping it off her arm, then the
other. Next came the panty hose, even more slowly and sensuously.
Finally, off came the bra, and she was showing her own naked body
to her teenaged son. She beckoned him over and offered him a nipple
to suck on, and...
The alarm went off! She had been dreaming this incestuous dream. It
was now HER turn to be wondering what to make of her thoughts. But
Joe had just gotten up, and Betty had to make him some breakfast.
PART 5.
Betty wasn't the only one who was thinking of Mark as a hunk.
Sharon, his young sister, also had some thoughts on her mind that
were making her insides turn to water. The boys her own age that
she knew in school were so immature and nerdy, she thought; big,
muscular Mark is the kind of boy she'd want if he weren't her
brother. And she decided that, even though he was her brother, she
had to respond.
Though she hadn't yet developed a real body, she figured out that
she had a few curves and if she wore very tight jeans and blouses,
that would show enough of a shape that Mark might notice. That
night she put that theory to the test. She went into Mark's room on
the pretext of needing to borrow a stamp, dressed as seductively as
she could manage. Mark was working out, as he did almost every
evening. Sharon put on a show, wiggling as she walked, and Mark
could not possibly fail to notice. Sharon could see that his shorts
were showing a bulge in the front that she'd heard was a sign a boy
was interested.
When he stopped his exercises to find a stamp for her, Sharon sort
of brushed her rear against the front of Mark's gym shorts as she
passed by him. And that was finally more than Mark could resist. He
put his hand on Sharon's shoulder, pulled her around, and gave her
a kiss - not the kind of kiss a brother usually gives a sister, but
a real kiss on the mouth, with a real passion. That was the last
straw for Sharon. She grabbed her brother and they both kissed hard
and passionately for minutes.
That was only the start. As they were kissing, Sharon groped for
the elastic on Mark's gym shorts and pulled them down. Mark in turn
undid the belt on Sharon's tight jeans and soon both of the
teenagers were nude from the waist down. They flopped down on
Mark's bed and Sharon put her head next to Mark's by now fully
erect organ to get a close look.
Mark meanwhile was looking at his sister in the same way and both,
almost at the same instant, got the same ideas. Each one clutched
the other's arse and pulled the other's body toward a waiting
mouth. Sharon started licking the head as soon as it was in range;
Mark had to get closer so he could put his tongue on his sister's
lower lips. They explored each other with their tongues for only a
minute or so before Mark started to shoot. Sharon didn't expect
that and she got a load of white cream all over her face, and just
as she involuntarily pulled back, she too had her orgasm. Both
bodies twitched in pleasure.
In the middle of all this, Timmy, who had been hearing some strange
moaning sounds from the door, opened it a little way so he could
peer in and see what was happening. At first he didn't understand
what was going on, but he soon figured out that if a hand "down
there" could feel so good, maybe a tongue could too. But he was too
good a brother to interrupt right then while Sharon and Mark were
having so much fun.
Instead he closed the door and went quietly back to his room. He
would be talking to Mark (and Sharon too, but separately) about
that when he got his chance. Of that he was very sure!